Category: Autobiographical

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Colliding with the Past, Ghost Stories II, Tales & Poems Anthology

Colliding with her past
AI generated artwork by Ennaej

My Irish grandfather, Edward Smith, helped to raise me when I grew up in New York City. A hard working carpenter from County Meath, Ireland, he enjoyed telling stories and had a wry sense of humor. I believe that influenced me in wanting to be a writer. As a child in Greenwich Village, Manhattan, I did some art and began to write picture books. It never went anywhere at the time, but it was the beginning for me of a lifelong interest.

One thing that the Irish are well known for is their love of story telling, and I appreciated good stories. I especially loved hearing ghost stories.

There’s a ghost story that Poppa Ned told long ago that stuck with me, and my mother retold it later. Recently, I decided to write down that story and had it published by my writing group. It will be published again in Ghost Stories II, Tales and Poems, an anthology from SEZ Publishing.

Briefly, the story called “Colliding with the Past” is about two men coming from the local pub in the Irish countryside. Blind drunk and lost in a fog, they meander through woods and near a bog, growing frustrated with not finding the way home. They come to the fork in the road and don’t know which way to go.

Out of nowhere comes a light held by a young boy. Will they find their way?

Read the story to find out, and read the other ghost tales and poetry as well in

Ghost Stories II, An anthology of Tales and Poems from SEZ Publishing available in print on Amazon starting Feb. 25, 2026.

I dedicate “Colliding with the Past” to the memory of my beloved grandfather Poppa Ned.

 

New Year, New Goals

My watercolor painting of sparrows in winter.

In a few days it will be 2026. As the new year approaches, I tend to look back at the past year.

This year’s travels included a cruise on the Great Lakes, a family wedding in Maine, and a visit with family in Oklahoma. All good times, except for the accident I experienced when touring the Grand Hotel in Michigan as part of the cruise on the Great Lakes. I’d been coming down the stairs when I missed a step and landed on my knee. Fortunately, I didn’t break it, but I severely bruised it and had to get medical treatment as well as physical therapy to help heal.

The Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island, Michigan where I fell and injured my right leg.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m grateful for so much. Time with family, time with friends, belonging to great writing groups including two critique groups which inspired and encouraged me. I’ve gone on to write a new novel and several memoir pieces.

Writing along with creating art have been my strongest interests. I’ve enjoyed the watercolor classes taken in Montclair, the writing workshops, and the time I’ve had to practice my crafts.

My watercolor painting of jams and fruit exhibited at the Montclair Art Museum.

A few of my watercolor paintings were exhibited at the Montclair Art Museum. Some of my travel articles got published in a community magazine. In addition, I finished work on my third young adult novel which I intend to revise, edit, and submit in the new year.

 

One of several watercolor paintings I did of floral arrangements.

 

 

 

For some, a new year means making resolutions. I prefer to set goals. These include adding more steps when walking, writing more often, continuing to work on watercolor painting and art in general, and traveling with my family. I’ll also participate in a couple of book events to promote my published books and attend a writer’s conference.

To help with goal setting, I use a calendar, a planner, some on-line programs, and checking in with friends who are also working on their own goals or resolutions for the new year.

I also plan to be easier on myself. To quote a line from “Pick Yourself Up” when things go wrong, all I need to do is “pick myself up, dust myself off, and start all over again.”

Wishing you a very

Happy and Healthy New Year!

 

 

 

 

Art as Therapy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My interest in art began as a child living in Greenwich Village, New York, a great place for aspiring artists. I enjoyed coloring books, paper dolls, and drawing pads. I doodled in notebooks especially when bored or stressed and took a minor in art in high school. Even after college where I majored in English and education, I dabbled in art. That included photography.

 

I spotted this leopard on a ledge during a safari in Kenya in 2024, and managed to capture his photo while in the safety of a Toyota Land Cruiser.

When I bought a Pentax camera, I had to learn the mechanics of photography, and I took a weekend class on how to develop photos. One of my photos won a local prize and was exhibited on Staten Island. Nowadays, it’s even easier to point and shoot with my iPhone, but there’s still a bit of skill in knowing how to compose the picture, use lighting, and find a good subject.

In middle age, I took adult ed. courses at a local high school which helped hone my drawing skills, introduced me to watercolor and pastel artwork. I’ve continued to study and work on improving my art skills through senior art workshops and art classes at the Montclair Art Museum.

I’m still an amateur but am getting more proficient.

To me art provides a moment away from worldly matters. I’m finding beauty in some of the simplest objects, noticing the shapes as well as the colors, and having fun.  Art is my therapy!